Qin Jian knew that this was not the taste of dessert.

The upscaling lasted for less than a moment, then returned to the normal twenty-four frames per second.

...

Ye Yi wiped off the oil stains on the corners of Qin Jian's mouth, folded the napkin in his hand in half, and wiped off the tomato sauce on the corner of his mouth.

The three-minute time was almost up, and the half of the box of chips left on the table was wiped out in an instant.

It's time.

The appointment is over.

"Have you eaten enough?"

Ye Yi picked up the bag and shook his head.

Qin Jian touched his nose.

"Me too. ”

Carrying the bag, Ye Yi's mouth opened and closed slightly, and he gestured.

It was to the effect: I will treat you and Xiaoyu to dinner tonight.

After the two left, they didn't dare to speak out until the couple sitting next to them.

Woman: "Tsk, that woman is mute. ”

Man: "It's a pity. ”

Woman: "What is the pity?"

Man: "It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

Some people have long mouths, but they are not as good as a mute.

...

On the way back to school to pick up Fang Xiaoyu, he said that he happened to meet Chen Tangjie and Ding Yaru who had just come out of school

Ye Yi had seen the two on the stage of the party, but the two had not seen Ye Yi.

An introduction is inevitable.

Under Qin Jian's introduction, Ye Yi smiled and nodded to the two, although she didn't speak, she still gave people a generous and decent feeling.

"Sister Ye Yi is good. ”

While Ding Yaru was amazed by Ye Yi's appearance, she unconsciously compared Ning Qianxia with her in her heart, both of them revealed a trace of inner mature beauty, but the former gave people a more intimate feeling.

Chen Tangjie suggested that he make the four of them get together for a simple meal.

"Today..."Qin Jian hesitated for a moment, but still waved his hand, "Forget it, there will be something to do in a while." ”

Tang Jie immediately understood: "Then another day, Sister Ye is not in a hurry to leave, right?"

Qin Jian looked at Ye Yi, Ye Yi changed his downcast and generosity, looking like a little woman, this instantaneous change made Chen Ding and the others on the side even more guess about the relationship between the two.

In the end, Qin Jian wasn't sure when Ye Yi would leave, and it was not easy to decide on his own at the moment, so he only said that he would contact him depending on the situation.

The four are both separated.

"This sister and the president, they..."

"It's hard to say... Qin Jian's emotional problems have always been fascinating. ”

"You said that the president didn't attend the party last night because..."

"But Qin Jian slept in the dormitory last night..."

"Tsk, that's not what I meant, you think everyone is like you..."

"What is like me? Who wouldn't want a dormitory today?"

"Chen Tangjie, get out!"

...

Qin Ye and the others picked up Fang Xiaoyu here, and set off directly towards their destination.

"Barbecue!"

Fang Xiaoyu swept away the fatigue caused by practicing.

Thinking that girls like to eat barbecue, Qin Jian chose a place to make skewers, and he also wanted to drink two bottles.

Fang Xiaoyu naturally couldn't drink it, so Ye Yi accompanied him to drink.

It's strange to say, these two people said they weren't full before, but now they are eating what they order.

Fang Xiaoyu couldn't eat anymore, so Qin Jian asked her to rest and eat again.

After resting a few times, Fang Xiaoyu finally couldn't squeeze out a smile: "Master, I really can't rest." ”

Qin Jian looked at the time, it was also past nine o'clock, "If you don't stop, you won't stop, let's go out and move." ”

After the meal, Qin Jian took the second daughter around casually, and then sent the two back.

Outside the hotel, the three of them made an appointment to meet at the opera hall tomorrow morning.

When he returned to school, the piano room had already closed, and Qin Jian went directly to 309 without going back to the dormitory.

It took less than 30 minutes to practice what needs to be played at the opening ceremony tomorrow morning.

After a rapid, dense bass tremolo stopped, his fingers stopped abruptly.

"So be it. ”

He sighed, as if the siren of an electric car not far from the school gate caught his attention, and he looked out the window for a moment.

A twist of the wrist.

A series of jumping arpeggios leaped out.

Xiao Lian 1, Xiao Lian's first piece, Etude in C major.

I haven't observed Qin Jian playing Chopin's etudes for a long time.

Still indifferent, his gaze seemed to be fixed on a certain point outside the window, only his slender ten fingers running on the keyboard.

The tempo doesn't sound any faster or slower than before, and the style is as grainy as ever.

Even when playing Chopin's clauses, he can sneak a breath in the phrases without affecting the impact of the moment when his fingertips fall.

The bright key of C major seems to have just lit up the night sky, and the whole piece ends in a low final set of octave double dolls.

It's just that the left hand on the piano pressed the la note again at the last moment when the sound of the DOL's tail dissipated, and the right hand pressed a set of minor sixth chords with a P force.

The afterglow of C major is dropped at the same time

A minor.

2, the second piece of Chopin's etudes.

Rubinstein once called it a melancholy little mood painting, in which all kinds of fast chromatic scales compete on the keyboard, and the 345 fingers of Qin Jian's right hand are like three elegant butterflies shuttling among the black and white flowers.

One song after another.

There was no shuffling of the order until after playing 12 "Revolutions" that he moved his neck and returned his gaze to the piano.

With a pull of both arms, the ten fingers change again, and a clear stream of A-flat major melody flows out, like the shepherd boy's piccolo is extremely unique, with a slightly sweet taste in the melancholy.

Like love, but a little confused.

I don't know what is swirling in the player's mind at this moment, the music only follows his gaze sometimes sentimental, sometimes wistful.

The image switches back and forth between the white fog of the mountain stream and the city's roads, and the epilogue is like praying under the night sky looking up.

1。

For the first time, Qin Jian perceived Chopin's feelings in his work.

Young and shy, but hot.

"Ding. ”

A light smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and the music changed again.

2, F minor takes over the atmosphere of 309.

Change follows change.

...

Again, when the endless sea took up the lament of the winter wind, 11 gave the final chant to 12.

C minor always carries the composer's indomitable will, and so does Chopin.

Qin Jian's first attempt was to play Chopin's twenty-four etudes uninterruptedly from the first one.

At this moment, twenty-three songs have been completed, and it took more than an hour, four minutes and twenty-seven seconds.

Perhaps Qin Jian's physical strength could not keep up with the continuous performance for more than an hour, and in the last piece titled The Sea, his undulating arpeggios did not have the feeling of a ferocious tsunami like an ordinary player.

His playing was not fast, and he was in a calm state.

From the beginning, the music is like diving to the bottom of the sea.

But it has been moving forward unswervingly.

Eventually, where it ended, the music stopped.

The school building under the night sky was quiet, the campus was quiet, and the wild cat in the corner meowed into the darkness.

The alarm of the battery car outside the window was still ringing, Qin Jian raised his sore arms, and looked out the window again.

After a long time.

After the emotions in his heart calmed down, Qin Jian took out the notebook and pen from his bag.

Turned to the page on the recording of Chopin's competition.

'Etude No. 1, 1. ’

Closing the notebook, he went to the hard bed in the corner and lay down.

Still not eager to open the space to find anything, he knew it was time for him to sleep.

Tonight is just a part of the daily practice, due to Ye Yi's arrival, Qin Jian has not completed the daily practice plan on time in the past two days.

So there is a scene of practicing twenty-four Chopin etudes in one go, which is a completely new attempt.

The only regret is that there is no audience.

This is the audience's regret, and Qin Jian unexpectedly gained - 1.

Qin Jian's first etude piece for the Chopin Competition was born.

As for his kind of love-like thing, he felt that it would be another compulsory course for him to play the piano.

...

"It turned out that Chopin, who was emotionally invested..."

Muttering, Qin Jian closed his eyes.

...

"It can be like this. ”